Dear Jorie,
Today you are three weeks old. It sound like so much time, and yet I'm still trying to get the hang of living with you. You are wonderful, beautiful, and at times frustrating.
We've been taking walks up to Highland Park a lot, I walked up there with you Friday, and with you and your Dad on Saturday. It gives me some exercise, and you get to lay out under a tree and get some fresh air. You still aren't a big fan of wind though.
Saturday we were over at your Grandparents (my parents), and you got to meet some really close family friends, Steve and Grace. Their daughter Brooks has a baby girl, Rose, that's a little over a year older than you. She lives in England now, but hopefully she'll be back around Christmas and you'll get to meet her then.
Yesterday we took you to a family party with your Dad's family. As soon as we walked in the door there was a line (not kidding!) of people waiting to hold you. Everyone adored you. You were born into two of the most loving families in the whole world! Unfortunately by the time we got home all the attention had been too much for you. You were fussy and cranky all night last night!
Today I kept it low key, we went and sat by the Canal for a bit to enjoy the nice weather, and we did some grocery shopping at Wegmans. You like grocery shopping because I wear you on my chest in the Baby.Bjorn, and you get to sleep all snuggled up to me.
Everyone who meets you comments on how beautiful you are. And you really are. Not just because of your beautiful face, or your long graceful fingers, but also because of how relatively even tempered you are. You are not normally a fussy baby, which was what made last night so difficult! I worry when you are inconsolable like that, and miss my calm baby watching me with big blue eyes.
Hopefully we can avoid over stimulating you like that again!
Love you baby girl!
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